I can't get You out of my head! (On Hold)

8.5 Interlude

Noah PoV

Day two of investigating Jon Mattis Erikson, I went to chase down the lead I had gotten from his financials. I was actually a little embarrassed that it took me that long to remember who this account belonged to. After all, I have been paying this person for years too.

On my way out the door I made a phone call. "Hey Sarge. It's me Noah.  Listen man, would it be ok if I came over now? I have something that I really need to talk to you about?"

"Hey Noah. Sure. I'm just in the office going over some contracts, nothing that can't wait til later." The man on the other end answered with a smile in his voice.

"Cool. Then I'll se you in a bit!" Ending the call, I put on my helmet and got on my bike. Turning the key I took a moment to revel in the feeling of all that power between my legs and then chuckle at myself. I was happy that I was wearing a helmet, because if anybody saw me smiling like that while on the bike, they would think that I'd either gone a little bit insane or that I was compensating for something.

Turning into the late morning traffic I lost myself in the drive. I love riding my bike when the weather is as nice as it has been lately, so it almost felt like the trip was too short when I pulled op at my destination.

Since I knew that the place would be closed at this hour, I went around back at let myself in. Sarge had unlocked at some point, and the joke of me entering Sarge's through the backdoor flew through my head and made me laugh.

"What are you laughing so stupidly about? No wait! I just remembered! I actually don't want a look inside your twisted mind!" A rough voice came from behind me.

I turned around "Sarge! Good to see you Sir!" I said as I gave the man a bear hug. 

"Stop with the Sir, Noah. I left the service before you did! I haven't been your CO in almost ten years" Sarge grumbled. I laughed again "You'll never be able to convince me that you don't enjoy being called Sir!" I wiggled my eyebrows.

"Well yeah, you got me there." Sarge laughed. "So did you want anything Noah, or did you just feel like dropping by to disturb my work?" He held his hand out to show me to his office. Entering I had to stop for a second, just as I always did. The staggering amount of OCD this guy had to have to keep his office this immaculate would always amaze me.

As I sat down in front of his desk, he took his seat behind it and I looked him straight in eyes. "Sarge, I am going to say a name and before you answer me anything, just know that I already know that he is a member here! I only found out because I went through his financials and recognized your account number. How could I not, since I've been paying you on the same account since you first opened this place? He is not a suspect in anything. I am merely doing a thorough background check because he has secured himself a fairly powerful position and I want to make sure, that he is not the type of person to abuse it!" 

Sarge looked at me with a blank face "You know that I don't discus clients Noah!"

I stared back with a face equally blank. "And you know that I wouldn't ask if it weren't of the utmost importance Sarge. You know exactly who I work for and what I would do to protect him!" My mask cracked a little. "Please Sarge. I just need to know if he's a good guy."

Knowing what I'd been through for Freddy, Sarge sighed. "Ok give me the name. I will decide what I'm willing to reveal. And you don't get to press for more info than I give. Do you understand Lund? And remember. You signed the NDA, so anything I tell you is for your ears only! If I find out that anything I told you has left this room, your ass is grass!"

I nodded gratefully and said "The name is Jon Mattis Erikson. And I would appreciate anything you can give me!"

At this Sarge got a big smile on his face. "Ohh you got a good one there!" He said "I trained him myself! Just watch out for his vicious tongue. He's got a foul mouth on him that one!"

I must have made a funny face because Sarge said. "I can see you thinking. Does it hurt?"

I shook my head. "I'm not supposed to ask. That were your rules!" He rolled his eyes. "Ok out with it Noah!"

"It's just that I haven't seen him hang around with the other Doms." I said. There, that wasn't a question. More of an observation.

"Doms?" Sarge roared his laughter out. "Jon Erikson it NOT a Dom Noah! He's one of  the sweetest Subs that I've ever trained. He has a stubborn streak and foul mouth, but I'm sure that under the right Dom he would perfect!"

A Sub huh? Well who would have thought?

Published September 11. 2018

Yeah who would have thought, eh? ^^

Until next time.

Don't do anything that I wouldn't do!